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It had been many years since I had run or even helped run an event. Perhaps it would have been better if we never ran this event. After all even nature seemed to rage against this event as just a week before the event it pounded Rochester with a devistating Ice Storm which cost us our site. So with one week of planning Lavena and myself moved the site changed it from a weekend to a single day, and tried to notify everyone interested of the site change with limited phone and power access. Despite the week's diasaster the day of the event opened sunny and dry. Over one hundred persons travelled despite the seneschal's decree the event had been cancelled to the Fairport VFW site for this event. Despite windy weather the ambitious plan of fighting, fencing, A&S classes, and archery continued without a hitch. For fighters there was a four square bearpit which was won by Dominic, a William Marshall tournament and finally a Lady and the Lion melee tournament. Despite the confusion caused by the William Marshall tournament event the Queen seemed to enjoy the chaotic spirit of gift giving which inspired it. All this went on with little break except for a brief but delicious lunch. 
 The swirl of the William Marshal tournament. The booty chest holding our ransome.  The four square bearpit.After the fighting, we interrupted the day for court. Despite my best efforts to avoid, I was dragged into at the Queens request, to stand beside the co-autocrat Lavena. In the presence of all, Queen Maurya thanked us for a great event and gave us a token of her thanks. Then she asked me to tell a story during dinner (right after court) about William Marshall. Despite numerous fireside stories, and long written articles I am not a storyteller and I replied with a simple no. In the insuing exchange she requested one for just her and I refused again but offered one after dinner. Then she ordered me to tell a story and I responded "I don't think so," to which I was thrown out of court. She was so angry she even passed a message on to me through intermediaries that I was banished and should leave the event which was impossible so after delaying dinner she left instead. Thus we were able to have a wonderful meal of beef stew, pork tenderloin, roasted capon, carrots, and medieval mac & cheese. After dinner the floors were cleared and we danced the night away until at a late hour we cleaned the floor and put away our toys and went home. Everyone associated with this event would get an award for it except me who would receive banishment for my refusal to tell a story.
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